The Real World
-MistressAli

running little girl
pistoning her legs
so eager to race
into the cold world
with bare arms flailing
and a mind open and naive
she's fresh meat.

and little girl discovers
cowering that night
she forgot her coat
and the chill creeps in
and no fire can warm her
and no light can take away
the shadow in her eyes

oh, but run little girl
scrabbling back to safety
only to find
sanctuary is an illusion

too late little girl
the shell is gone
tender meat exposed
and the vultures swoop down
and tear
and scratch
and rip away all things good
and all things loved.

so you've seen the real world now, kid.
was it worth all the running?